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| i stopped blogging after europe. what could i possibly have to say that could compare to the mountains of switzerland or the communal baths of morocco. the answer: a lot. although i am currently on a more focused path than my hazy semester abroad, i have not lost my lust for life experiences. since europe, i've traveled to NOLA, Baltimore, Nashvile, ATL, Mumbai, Goa, ACL, Lubbock. and i've blogged about none of these. to me, that is sinful. b/c i want a record of what i've done and seen and smelt and felt. so, i think i'm going to do retroactive blogs about each of these visits (what i can remember anyhow). and i'm going to be more consientious. because coming up, i have trips to Mexico City and (perhaps) LA. and I don't want those to be lost as well. | | |
| i have become absolutely obsessed with medical school. spending hours combing through articles and web sites dedicated to all the different teaching styles, i am more sure than ever that this is definately what i want to do.
i am so incredibly excited for the next four years. i can't wait to be in a place where me and everyone around me will be absolutely in love with all the many facets of the medical profession. i've been reading about schools with labs where you can actually work and publish! there are school with clinical rotations in urban areas where one will be exposed to so many different kinds of medicing.
UTMB galveston has an entire building where they house different kinds of tropical disease (ex. ebola). The Houston medical center is like an entire subuniverse of hospital facilties. At albany medical college they have modules of learning based on each organ system. the university of kentucky lets people actually work with AIDS patients in Africa. loyola has time off during the 1st 2 years so that one can solely dedicate themselves to volunteering in the depressed areas of chicago.
oh god i can hardly wait. when will my mcat score arrive..,... | | |
| for the longest time i have scoffed at those i deemed, "boy crazy," in elementary school they were the girls who would purposely walk in the middle of the kickball court while the rest of us chilled on the tire swing. in jr. high they were the girls whose greatest pleasure came from stealing boys hats. later in high school, these were the girls who were so desperate for a date/relationship that the actual person who filled this role was inconsequential.
priding myself on my independence, my status as a "strong girl" i'm afraid i began to swing in, what i thought, was the opposite direction. taking up the "cause of woman-kind," i wholeheartedly defended my sex whether we were right of wrong. i harped on the importance of female friends -- the great sisterhood standing arm in arm against the encroaching tide of testosterone.
however, today i am starting to rethink my stance. it is impossible to exist alone. we all depend on somebody -- be it our family or friends or significant other. additionally, i guess i am starting to realize that as my friends and i get older we will, eventually, have to grow up. previously, significant others always ranked beneath friends. however, as these relationships get serious, the order will, inevitably, have to shift. i realize now that being male-dependant is just another form of being human-dependant. and everybody, myself included, is human dependant.
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| lauren marie mathias a.k.a. lorry is a FAT HORRID girl.
(but secretly, deep deep deep down, i love her a hell of a lot) | | |
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